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*** “Oh, damn it to hell!” When Cordelia busted down the bathroom door, she was stunned to find Adele sprawled out on the…
*** “Oh, damn it to hell!” When Cordelia busted down the bathroom door, she was stunned to find Adele sprawled out on the…
PART EIGHT Tuesday Two more painkillers were popped dry. Readjusting the ice bag on her head, Adele watched the television with disinterest. Baseball…
(PART SEVEN) Wednesday The sharp impact of a hand slapping his cheek brought Angel out of unconsciousness. As he delicately raised his bruised…
Saturday ~ 8:06 AM Once inside the main lobby, Angel tossed the blanket into a corner and began to devise the best course…
Saturday ~ 12:30 AM “Have you heard of Good Cop/Bad Cop?” Angel asked. “Yeah. Why?” Cordelia responded. “You get to be the Good…
PART FIVE Friday ~ 5:57 PM “So, what do you think?” Adele asked. She and Angel had jumped right into the prospects of…
(PART FOUR) Thursday 8:12 PM “I really hate this place,” Angel commented. He and Adele stepped into the Bronze cautiously. Neither considered it…
9:51 AM Giles gritted his teeth and stepped on the gas. Xander, Oz, and Willow were in the backseat debating whether the Flintstones…
Part 3 9:26 AM Angel gazed thoughtfully at the glowing tip of his cigarette. Life, or unlife, whatever the case may be, was…
Part 2 Friday 7:03 AM Angel could safely say that this was the most bizarre night of his life. It was far stranger…